The school book of poetry, ed. by W.C. BennettWilliam Cox Bennett Thomas Murby, 1870 - 192 страница |
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... wild Bells . The Brook Thomson , James ( b . 1700 , d . 1748 ) . • 149 100 147 The Hymn of the Seasons 188 Whittier , J. G. ( b . 1808 , living ) . 99 99 • Maud Müller The Pipes at Lucknow Willis , N. P. ( b . 1807 , d . 1867 ) ...
... wild Bells . The Brook Thomson , James ( b . 1700 , d . 1748 ) . • 149 100 147 The Hymn of the Seasons 188 Whittier , J. G. ( b . 1808 , living ) . 99 99 • Maud Müller The Pipes at Lucknow Willis , N. P. ( b . 1807 , d . 1867 ) ...
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... wild whose riders had been slain AN ADDRESS TO A MUMMY . ( Horace Smith . ) And thou hast walked about ( how strange a story ! ) In Thebes's streets three thousand years ago , When the Memnonium was in all its glory , And time had not ...
... wild whose riders had been slain AN ADDRESS TO A MUMMY . ( Horace Smith . ) And thou hast walked about ( how strange a story ! ) In Thebes's streets three thousand years ago , When the Memnonium was in all its glory , And time had not ...
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... wild Dunniewassals three thousand times Will cry ' hoigh ' for the bonnets of bonny Dundee ! " There's brass on the target of barkened bull - hide ; There's steel in the scabbard that dangles beside : The brass shall be burnished , the ...
... wild Dunniewassals three thousand times Will cry ' hoigh ' for the bonnets of bonny Dundee ! " There's brass on the target of barkened bull - hide ; There's steel in the scabbard that dangles beside : The brass shall be burnished , the ...
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... wild In our embraces we again enfold her , She will not be a child ; But a fair maiden , in her Father's mansion , Clothed with celestial grace ; And beautiful with all the soul's expansion Shall we behold her face . And though at times ...
... wild In our embraces we again enfold her , She will not be a child ; But a fair maiden , in her Father's mansion , Clothed with celestial grace ; And beautiful with all the soul's expansion Shall we behold her face . And though at times ...
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... wild disorder ; or be forced To drudge through a weary life without the help Of intellectual implements and tools ; A savage horde among the civilised , A servile band among the lordly free ! This sacred right , the lisping babe ...
... wild disorder ; or be forced To drudge through a weary life without the help Of intellectual implements and tools ; A savage horde among the civilised , A servile band among the lordly free ! This sacred right , the lisping babe ...
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Absalom Avès battle beneath blow bonnet of bonny bonny Dundee brave breast breath bright busy bee Children dear cloud crown dark dead death deep doth dream e'en earth eyes fair father Ferdinand Freiligrath gallant Garci Gaze Glend glorious gold golden grace grey hand hath head hear heard heart heaven hill king kiss land laugh light living Lochiel Lochinvar look Lord lubber fiend Lucknow MERCHANT OF VENICE morn mother mountain Netherby never night noble o'er Odysseus Oliver Goldsmith Othello Peter Quince play praise pray proud Quin quoth ride Ring roar Robin Starveling rode round Samian wine SCENE shines silent sing Skiddaw smile song soul sound spirit stars steed stormy sweet tears tell thee thine Thou art thou busy thou hast thought twas voice waves wild winds young
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Страница 64 - LAERTES' head. And these few precepts in thy memory See thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue, Nor any unproportion'd thought his act. Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel ; But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatch'd, unfledged comrade.
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Страница 87 - Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground! Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, Such harmonious madness From my lips would flow, The world should listen then, as I am listening now.
Страница 68 - Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — GOD! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, GOD!
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Страница 23 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Страница 93 - I'm truly sorry man's dominion. Has broken nature's social union, An' justifies that ill opinion, Which makes thee startle At me, thy poor earth-born companion, An...